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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 03:11:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OOC: Stop Friending this journal!</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Jen: *eyebrow twitching in irritation* Okay, people, what part of &amp;quot;RP&amp;nbsp;journal&amp;quot; don&apos;t you understand? Unless you&apos;re part of the RP this journal is for, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DON&apos;T FRIEND THIS JOURNAL!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(bolded, italicised, and underlined for emphasis)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 00:58:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well, this is annoying</title>
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  <description>Thanks to that damn illness that&apos;s going around, nearly half of the employees at the restaurant caught it and can&apos;t work. That leaves me and everyone else who &lt;i&gt;aren&apos;t&lt;/i&gt; sick to cover for them. That means my schedule&apos;s busier than it was before. However, the manager&apos;s cool enough to give us a raise for it. Then again, if we&apos;re working more hours, then it&apos;s not really a raise...dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I don&apos;t catch it. I don&apos;t want to be a burden on Al, and I certainly don&apos;t want him catching it, either.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 06:38:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What...the...hell?</title>
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  <description>Why am I seeing people who look like people I know from my world? It was confusing enough seeing someone who looks like Hughes, but I&apos;ve met a girl who looks like Envy(as well as the real Envy, who&apos;s already tried to kill me), and, now, a female version of &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the fuck is someone supposed to act in a situation like that? It&apos;s confusing as hell, but it&apos;s something I have to figure out. At least Al is &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; Al...the Al who&apos;s body I was transmuting when I found myself here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know how I would react if I was separated from him. He&apos;s the only real family I have left, and I risked everything to get him back...that should say &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great...that kinda ended up nice and off-topic...oh well.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 06:37:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>From Edward&apos;s Journal, Entry 3</title>
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  <description>Dammit, it was a tough day at work. It seemed like all of the customers were on &quot;pissed off pills&quot; or something. Geesh. I take the orders, put them in to the cooks and deliver the food to the correct tables. People, I&apos;m going as fast as I can and I can&apos;t control how fast the cooks cook your damn food. If they&apos;re going too slow for your liking, don&apos;t get pissed at &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, I need sleep...</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 22:51:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>From Edward&apos;s Journal, Entry 2</title>
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  <description>How the hell did &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; get here?! I was walking home from work, minding my own business when I was attacked! Why is it when I think I can finally live in peace an old enemy manages to find me? It&apos;s so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, I want to go home, and, since I wasn&apos;t brought here through the Gate, alchemy won&apos;t help. At least I don&apos;t think it will. Then again, I didn&apos;t see any alchemy books in the library, so any research I can do is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 22:54:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>From Edward&apos;s Journal</title>
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  <description>Okay, so I decided to change the layout of this thing, but I might change it again. These &quot;computers&quot; are a little confusing, but, if she was here, I know Winry would want to take this thing apart just to see what makes it &quot;tick&quot;. It took me several overtime shifts at the restaurant to buy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I first arrived, I guess that machine that pulled me through did so just as I activated the circle to get Al&apos;s body back. I didn&apos;t even know I&apos;d succeeded until he showed up here. It was such a relief knowing I&apos;d succeeded. I might not have been able to get my limbs back, but, at least Al has his body. That&apos;s all I really wanted after feeling guilty for those four years he was stuck in that armor. It&apos;s been a year and I&apos;m still not fully used to this place. I guess that&apos;s what happens when you go from a world where automail is one of the most advanced forms of technology to one where there&amp;nbsp;are &quot;computers&quot; and other things I haven&apos;t seen in my entire life until now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s still a little confusing, but I&apos;m adapting, and, at least I have Al.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jul 2007 23:25:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Character Profile</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;~ MUN INFO ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Name: Jen&lt;br /&gt;Age: I&apos;m immortal...just kidding, I&apos;m 30 XD&lt;br /&gt;E-mail: jenofwildfire@aol.com&lt;br /&gt;Messengers: AIM: jenofwildfire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~ Character Info ~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Elric, Edward&lt;br /&gt;Age: 17&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Male&lt;br /&gt;Appearance: The first thing people tend to notice about Ed is his height, or lack, thereof. His gold eyes are set off by his lightly tanned skin. His long blond hair is pulled back in a braid most of the time, though he&apos;ll sometimes wear it in a ponytail. His clothing preference is, basically, black shirt, black leather pants, black boots, and a long red coat. He has automail limbs.&lt;br /&gt;Personality: &quot;Short&quot;-tempered, he&apos;s very loyal and caring to his younger brother. He can also be funny, sarcastic, and, at times, sweet. He hates being called any variation or synonym of &quot;short&quot; and will react violently.&lt;br /&gt;Preference (Heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual):Bi(open to any pairings with him)&lt;br /&gt;Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist&lt;br /&gt;OU or AU: OU&lt;br /&gt;History: Born in Resembool with his younger brother, Alphonse, Ed&apos;s father left when they were still very young. Eventually, both brothers started learning alchemy from their father&apos;s books. After their mother died, they went from learning alchemy in general to learning human alchemy so they could try to bring their mother back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, they became the students of Izumi Curtis, who taught them everything she could about alchemy. Shortly after they got back home, they tried, and failed, to bring their mother back, Ed losing his leg and Al losing his entire body. Ed, then, sacrificed his right arm to bind Al&apos;s soul to a suit of armor, not wanting to lose him forever. Afterward, Ed went through the surgery to attach his automail limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brothers spent the next few years searching for the Philosopher&apos;s Stone to try and restore their bodies, Ed becoming the State Alchemist known as &quot;Fullmetal&quot; in the process. Eventually, Ed succeeded in getting Al&apos;s body back, but not without getting pulled into some other world, finding himself in the underground city where he remains.</description>
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